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His chuckle was his only response, because she was too busy crawling under his belly and peering up at the marvel Yaz had uncovered. A statue, something she had never seen before. Her mouth opened in a little ‘o’ of surprise, and she tilted her head up so that she was looking at Yaazanya from below his chin. 

Even from here she could see his smile.

“Velya says that they are a new breed, that the Earthshaker made to protect us,” Yaz’s smiling mouth turned down at the corners at this, as though troubled. Coralle’s eyes widened and she looked in awe at the statue before them. It did seem extraordinarily lifelike to her, and she could feel a hum that seemed to sing in her heart.

She was Earth Flight after all.

Before Yaz could continue, Coralle reached out with her front paws and gently touched the paws of the statue. They were massive, though she was not particularly large in any case. Even so, she was startled when she felt a surge of warmth rush from the stone, and she saw Yaazanya step back with a look of alarm out of her periphery.

“Yaz?” Coralle began to ask, but then there was a flash of bright light, she could feel the ground trembling beneath her paws, less like an earthquake and more like a steady, rumbling growl. She was forced to close her eyes against the light, shielding herself as best as she could with her wings.

When the light faded, Coralle blinked and found herself looking down out the statue, which was now more than hued stone and brightly colored. The dragon’s jaws parted in a wide yawn, as though waking from sleep, and he shook out his thick pelt before meeting her astonished eyes.

“Mm, didn’t expect that,” said the dragon, his voice was warm but lazy.

“Coralle, you’re one of them!” Yaazanya exclaimed, and Coralle spun to look at him. Her mate’s eyes were stretched wide, and he was looking at her with an expression of wonderment. She looked down and found that her paws were wider, her pelt thicker than before. She was bigger.

“Oh!” Coralle said, grinning, “That’s new.”

“You’re Earth Flight? Maybe that was the reason why you’re an Obelisk now,” said the newcomer, his jaws parting in another yawn. “Earthshaker knows, he probably had some reason for the change.”

“This danger we need to be protected from?” Yaazanya’s tone was serious.

“This sounds like an adventure!” Coralle grinned, tail curling up behind her. “If the Earthshaker changed me into this new kind of dragon I must have something important to do!”

“Not alone,” Yaz insisted gently, and she looked to him and hummed in agreement. He relaxed, leaning forward until he rested his chin on top of her head. “Well, this is easier to do without worrying about squashing you.”

She laughed, turning her gaze to their new friend and grinning, “And you, you’re our pal now! Family, right Yaz?”

“Something like,” Yaazanya agreed with a soft chuckle.

“Do you have a name to call yourself yet?” Coralle continued, the Obelisk had curled up in front of them, resting his head on his paws. His jaws parted in yet another yawn. He tilted his head to one side as though the question perplexed him.

“I suppose… you may call me Vasek,” he said.